Shimmer Softly

The mirror shimmers softly, tethered by moon cast in mysticism,

A silken facade, a heavenly release, where golden threads link stars sparkling in arabesque tapestries;

Fluid light traces rainbow-glitter, blossoming on verdant spheres, illuminating crimson nebula;

And I a celestial rose unfold in brocaded whispers...

Each velvet promise made

Before he kisses the softness of my wanting mouth,

Before I open my eyes to see his brown eyes lapped with lust for me...

 

 

 Shimmering, the moon winds blow into a world where light and shade hang across the newborn air,

Emanations, vibrations;

Heart murmurs in a faltering beat, moon hiding memories encased in velvet chains,

I breath his soul through every pore, bold explorations fanning embers,

My gossamer lips opening as the bud of a rose,

Craving to share eternity in his arms...

 

 

His voice wraps around me,

Slowly warming me from the inside out, consuming me with desire,

And feelings drift so slowly in the currents of his eyes;

And like rain he is tender with the rain's inept tenderness,

My mouth opens to his words, he engulfs the whole of me, forgets no part of me,

As his hands forge the opening of my purest delights....

 

 

 He caresses my skin soft as silk, his hand covers my breast, thumb teasing the flush tip swollen from his touch

I tremble, my pulse quickens, 

He turns me, slowly, into a pure woman, full of blushes and moans,

He knows me, he knows what delights me,

I lie against his chest listening to his breaths and his heartbeat,

He tips my head toward him and kisses me deeply and speaks to me,

Words which make me lose my senses again...

It's a tangent of syllables stuck in my throat, swallowing heat and rhythm; bent and praying for rain

"Please pour it", I whisper;

Pulsing rhythms echo yearning blanketed in satin, and

Misty eyed heat simmers beneath the folds of dream, while Love, the eternal mirage, shimmers...

  

Reviews

[Frieda P]

Who are you? This is the most sensual of poetry. It just begs to be taken in slowly and deliberately, you need to languish in each word. Like sweet liqueur, you have to sip this one or you'll be drunk on pure joy. Every read of yours gets better, I think I might rehab, can you overdose on poetry? Lovely, just outstanding, I don't have the words honestly....

[Ken Simm.]

Pure romance. sheer and unadulterated. A complete circle. A remarkable piece of romantic writing.

[Angel of Heart's]

What a gorgeous comment...thank you so much for taking time to read this....I am thrilled you enjoyed it, and appreciate the warmth of your presence....